Separate Ways (Live) - Kip Moore
Lyricist：Kip Moore/Jordyn Mallory/Dan Couch
Composer：Kip Moore/Jordyn Mallory/Dan Couch
Ain't no tellin' how long that suns been up
'Cause it's dark as a dungeon
While I'm lying here in this bunk
I can hear 'em sound checkin'
But I'm not sure what city were playing
I take a hit from my camel and
I fix my whiskey craving my whiskey craving
When the lights go down
I'll find me a hometown girl
Some brown eye'd honey
That thinks she wants to give me a whirl
It'll go too far and she's probably gonna call me baby
But she'll never be you and
She d**n sure ain't my baby
So I drink and I smoke and
I act like I'm okay
And I guess we'll just keep
Goin' our separate ways
Well last night
I started dialing your number and I just hung up
I had it all rehearsed in my mind
But my tongue got stuck
Tonight I'm gonna close my eyes
When she calls me baby
But she'll never be you and she's never gonna be my baby
So I drink and I smoke and I act like I'm okay
And I guess we'll just keep goin' our separate ways
Separate days separate nights
Wishin' you were here while she's by my side
In case you're wondering if you can't tell
This livin' the dream's a livin' hell
I sure hope you're doin' well
I drink and I smoke and I act like I'm okay
And I guess we'll just keep goin' our separate ways
Hey
Alright now
